Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 1055 Remember to write a diary

After a while, there was a crackling sound in the alley.

The man in black crawled out with a bruised nose and a swollen face. Brother Qiang finally crawled out, shouting as he crawled: "Call the police, call the police, call the police uncle, there are bad guys here!"

Yang Song tidied up his sleeves, walked out calmly, and walked in front of them: "Don't grab other people's sleeves casually, it's easy to wrinkle your clothes."

Brother Qiang was dumbfounded.

"You didn't understand?"

"I understand, I understand."

Yang Song said again: "When you were young, did the adults at home and the teachers at school teach you to be civilized and polite? Did they teach you not to invite strangers to your home?"

The boys in black lay on the ground, not daring to say a word.

"What about asking you? If you don't answer, you look down on me?"

"No no, absolutely not."

"The teacher taught it, and the adults in the family also said it."

Yang Song smiled, and advised in a gentle tone: "Then why are you disobedient?"

"Sorry, we were wrong!"

"I won't dare again in the future."

Yang Song said again: "Can you be a good person in the future? Be civilized and polite?"

"Yes, definitely!"

Yang Song was satisfied: "I will supervise you, come on, leave your phone number and prestige for easy contact."

In the end, Yang Song walked up to Brother Qiang again, knelt down and said, "You really don't have a good eye for picking women? You dare to provoke troublemakers like that. Do you think your life is too long?"

Brother Qiang snotted and cried: "I was wrong, I was really wrong..."

He has been harmed by Xiao Chuchu's little girl until today.

Yang Songdao: "You can't blame all the faults on women. You are not right either. Wouldn't it be good to find a job? Don't think that after watching a few movies, you will treat yourself as the big brother. These days, the big brother is guaranteed. At least there are five insurances and one housing fund, do you have it? Who will take care of you when you are old? Who will take care of you when you are sick? Count on that little girl?"

Brother Qiang shed tears of regret.

Chen Ming's car arrived at this time.

Yang Song stood up and verified his friend: "Remember, please start to be a good person today. From now on, write a diary every day and explain what you have done. I will check and rely on your hard work to live a happy life."

He waved again and got into the car.

Chen Ming started the car, glanced at the black and simple people who bowed to them in the side-view mirror: "Brother Song, which zoo released these?"

"I picked it up on the road, educate it by the way, and contribute to the harmony of socialism." Yang Song flipped through the circle of friends in his hand, and found that the few people he just added were quite interesting.

That brother Qiang actually runs a restaurant, and those under him are relatives of his family.

In the circle of friends, brother Qiang is the leader of the catering industry, and stomping his feet can make the whole Los Angeles tremble.

And his relatives are all genius chefs.

Sure enough, a good life is either in a dream or in the circle of friends.

Going back to Baifeng Pavilion, Yang Song's figure appeared, and all the diners heaved a sigh of relief.

"Brother Song, where have you been? We thought you were closed at noon today."

"It scared us to death."

Yang Song explained: "I will post a note when I ask for leave."

No note means no leave.

Diners are excited again:
"Brother Song, have you noticed any new changes in the food street?"

Yang Song looked blankly at the surrounding shops, the familiar ones, and at the diners, all of whom were gluttonous in his memory.

"Apart from diners becoming more eye-catching, nothing significant has changed."

The diners showed satisfied smiles: Our brother Song really can talk.

"Brother Song, the only print shops on the street have moved."

"Oh yes, I said why didn't I see it?" Yang Song really didn't notice: "But why did you tell me specifically?"

Is it normal for shops on the food street to come and go?
If it's a new restaurant and it's normal to tell him, why tell him that the print shop has run away?

"What special meaning?"

The diners showed meaningful eyes:

"It was all of us who pooled money to find a better store for them and helped them move."

"All of us and the aunts of the neighborhood committee have also said hello. There will be no printing shops in the food street in the future."

Yang Song: "What are you trying to say?"

Can't guess either.

"Brother Song, in fact, there are no printing shops or stationery shops within ten miles of Baifeng Pavilion."

Yang Song: You just go around, and I will understand after you go around.

The diners smiled sweetly: "We have already told all the print shops and stationery stores in the DC area, and we will not sell you big white paper!"

Yang Song: ...

"I don't have to write a leave note in the future."

Yang Song: It turns out that this is what you were thinking.

"Brother Song, you said that you should follow the rules in everything. The leave request must be written on a large white paper, which is A4 paper. You can't buy it now."

"In fact, the entire paper industry in Los Angeles, we have told you that we will not sell you A4 paper."

Yang Song sighed: "Actually, you don't need to do this."

Diners: "No, we have to!"

Yang Song: "It's really unnecessary, I won't ask for leave easily."

Diners: "We don't believe it."

Yang Song: "What's the use if you don't believe it? I have three big boxes of A4 paper in my study, and there are about 1 sheets."

He can also ask for leave 1 times, as long as he has [-] reasons.

The diners clutched their hearts: "Impossible!"

"Thousands of calculations, counting missing inventory."

"[-], [-], I feel like I'm starving to death."

"I was drowned, drowned in saliva."

……

Yang Song smiled helplessly: "Everyone, don't be so pessimistic."

"How can you not be pessimistic? Brother Song, you still have to ask for leave. There are still 1 reasons."

"At least [-] days if you can't eat the dishes cooked by Brother Song, what's the point of the rest of your life?"

"That's three years, three years!"

Thousands of people looked pained and sad in front of Yang Song, beat their chests and stomped their feet, wishing to grab the ground with their heads.

"The world is not worth it—"

Yang Song shrugged: "I was just joking."

Receive!
The world seems to be worth it again.

"Brother Song, are you serious about your joke just now?" Someone asked cautiously.

"Yes, I accidentally made a little joke. In fact, I don't have three boxes in stock, and I don't have 1 reasons. I really won't ask for leave casually. Even if I ask for leave, well, it must be a last resort."

Yang Song added in his heart: I used to be forced to.

"Then you still have to ask for leave—" This tone is undoubtedly "Why don't you want to marry me?"

Yang Song: "Well, I'll think of a way. If I really ask for leave in the future, I will also prepare some snacks for everyone, and let everyone eat while waiting for the Baifeng Pavilion to open."

"Long live Brother Song!"

"Brother Song is wise!"

"Brother Song's wisdom is unparalleled in the world!"

……

(End of this chapter)